High Voltage

Oh she knew I loved when her hair was pulled back like that, that fucking tease...

Once we walked in Duke’s and I saw Meg at the far table with the guy she claimed she will bone, I didn’t have two thoughts about dragging Alice to that exact table. It took only me a second to realize if I’m not gonna rape her right at that table, then I’m definitely gonna drag her to the restroom and have my wicked ways there, but hey, I didn’t even have to bother coming up with a plan of how to get her away, she was making this all almost too easy for me. I could only smirk all the way to the bathroom.

She looked like she’s about to punch me in the face and that made me loose my shit. My lips crashed aginast hers as soon as the door closed behind us. It would be an understatement if I’d tell I wasn’t thinking straight, no... I wasn’t thinking at all! I swear I was about to eat her alive. My lips were tasting every inch of her mouth as my hands roamed up her body and I swear I’ve never had a better taste of a woman.

I could only imagine what it would feel to loose all the layers protecting us and take her like the true animal I was and I’ll be damned if she pushed me away. I knew she wanted me, it was written in her eyes. Even if she hadn’t planned for this to happen, I knew unconsciously she wanted it. She craved it... If not, her leg wouldn’t have subconsciously rubbed against mine all the fucking time we were at the table. What the hell are you doing to me...

As soon as I was about to rip her shorts off that little ass, I heard the door open.

„What the hell is going on here?!” Hesitantly, almost painfully I pulled away from her just to see a woman standing in the doorway – her hands crossed, „I’m afraid I’ll have to ask you to leave.”

„Shit...” I heard Meg curse, before she pushed me away, rubbing her hands over her face.

„NOW,” The brunette emphasized, widening her eyes, making her seem like a crazy cat lady. I was about to rip her apart just because she had interrupted something I had waited for so long.

„Look, I’m sorry, this is just a big misunderstanding,” Meg hopped off the counter and walked up to her.

„A misunderstanding? A misunderstanding?!” She screamed, getting the attention of some bypassers, „This is a fine establishment not some cheep brothel!”

„You really shouldn’t have said that,” I sighed, pinching the bridge of my nose as I squeezed my eyes shut. Fuck, this was all my fault...

„So what? You’re implying that I’m a fucking prostitute? Is that it?” Meg shouted back, not even worrying about others hearing it.

„I’m sorry to say, mis, but I can’t call it any other way.”

„Do you even have the slightest fucking idea of who you’re talking to?” She screamed and this was the first time I heard her use her so called rank in society.

„No,” She said, that snobby tone to her voice, „Who am I talking to?”

I heard her sigh, before she snapped, „Lady, I can cut off the oxygen to your little diner business in a fucking heartbeat, you want that?”

„Who do you think you are?”

„No, who the fuck do you think you are?” Meg screamed.

I took a deep breath, before pushing Meg aside, figuring the charms of Synyster Gates could fix this mess, „Meg, go walk it off,” I said and she gaped at me, realizing I was siding with the woman. She let out a shrill roar, before rushing past the woman.

„I’m sorry, sir, but you’ll have to leave,” She was about to turn around, before I caught her by her forearm.

„Look, I’m really sorry for what happened here,” I let go of her arm, once she turn to look at me with wide eyes. My hand reached for the back pocket to pull out my wallet, „But I’m sure this should cover for the moral damage,” I pulled out a couple of Ben Franklin’s and placed on the counter where Meg’s behind once had resided.

The woman warmed up instantly, „Oh, don’t worry about it, sir. I overreacted, my apologies.”

Greedy, but clever. Without yet another word I walked past her, disgusted by the woman. Once I returned to the main area of the restaurant, I frowned, noticing Meg and Travis ready to leave. At the same exact moment when I pulled up to the table, Travis was already halfway out the establishment, while Meg was coming up to me, seeing all in red and forcefully shoving her finger in my chest, „You are fucking disgusting. If you do that ever again, I’ll go to the fucking cops and get a restraining order against you,” She hissed. What? What the fuck was she talking about? Like I was doing anything against her fucking will!

„You’re overreacting—„

„I’m fucking serious! If you touch me ever again, I’m going to the fucking cops!”

Meg’s POV

He was confused, and getting pissed. Good. Perfect. Guess what was I? He had no right to use me like that, he lost all the fucking privilege when he cheated on me while I was in the fucking hospital! And the chick? Alice? Fuck, I really didn’t even know of what their relationship consisted, but hell, I wasn’t gonna be around for as long to find out.

I took my bag, gazing over the blonde for the last time and realizing she didn’t even care what Brian had been doing at the bathroom. Yeah, I wished I could be just as easy. But I even was thankful for the bitch who walked in on us. I’m sure I wouldn’t have the strength to push him away if he decided to bone me on that same surface, and judging by what was going on back there, it was all going for that.

„Stay away from me, you got that?” I hissed, fixing my shades on my nose as I threw the bag over my shoulder.

His jaw clenched as he looked over me. Cat got your tongue? Good.

I rushed out of Duke’s trying to calm down and come up with a great apology speech or fucking something to say to Travis. Since god knew I was a lousy shot at apologizing. Once I practically sprinted out of the restaurant, I noticed him sitting on the steps, tangled in a cloud of smoke. Huh... Didn’t know he was a smoker.

„I’m so, so sorry for what happened back there...” I said, forcing him to look over his shoulder. „I didn’t know he’d be here...”

He shrugged, a small smile on his lips as he passed me a pack of my favorite cigarettes. Thank fucking god... „That’s the ex?”

„Yeah,” I sighed, blowing out the smoke as soon as I lit up my cigarette. „The biggest asshole in the fucking world...”

Travis stood up, laughing, „Yea, I’ve heard some stuff about him...”

„Can we leave, please? I don’t want to run into him again,” Right now I was still mad and wasn’t concerned about the things I said to Brian back there, but I knew I did in fact overreact and at one point, maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but someday I’ll regret threatening him with a restraining order.

„Sure. So should I walk you home?” he asked as we walked across the road and get on the Main street.

„Home?” I tilted my head back, a roar like laugh escaping from what it felt like my chest, „You’re with me now,” I took his hand, making him look over me amused and with a cocked eyebrow, „And the night is young.”

Notes

Sorry for the shortness of this one, but it's just a filler and it doesn't need to be longer than this.